Lin Qingxue had not yet finished speaking when a sudden gleam lit up Chu Yang’s eyes.
His blood began to surge uncontrollably, his breathing grew heavy, and an unusual flush crept across his face, making him look as if he were running a fever.
Lin Qingxue, still teasing him with a wicked grin, asked softly, "What’s wrong? Are you running a fever?" As she spoke, she stood on her tiptoes and intentionally reached out to touch his forehead.
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